Her name was Arylwren - Wren to those she considered friends. She was the child who should not have been, daughter of Myrddin Emrys, The Merlin, and Deirdre, high priestess of the Druids. Myrddin, gifted with prophecy from childhood, had been sworn to eternal celibacy in exchange for the Sight. But in an age when the followers of the old ways were greatly diminished and the number of believers in the White Christ were growing, both Myrddin and his daughter would have destinies to fulfil: those to whom Myrddin was sworn made him violate his own oath - and Arylwren was born.
Even The Merlin could not foresee the power with which Wren had been blessed. Nor did she tell him of the visions which had been given to her alone. She only knew she must master the talents she'd been born with, for a time would come when she must be both sword and shield for The Merlin, for Arthur, and for the people who would be put in her charge . . .
